So, we left off just after Charleston, we'll pick up there. On Day 10 I was heading to our nation's capital for an interview shoot at the FDA. I landed at Ronald Reagan National and climbed in a cab for the quick 18-mile jaunt to the FDA's research campus.
|See? Washington DC. Either that or that mystical white SUV is actually a unicorn.|
And when I say "quick" I tell a grotesque lie. Those particular 18 miles took about 45 minutes and $50 in cab fare. Sigh. You wouldn't assume that a 36-mile roundtrip in a single day would justify a rental car. But you know what happens when you make an assumption (you make an "ass" out of "u" and "mption"). More on that later.
The interview went very well; our subject was interesting, well-informed and gracious. Most days I absolutely love my job. I know I have a habit of being snarky, but that remark is not intended to be sarcastic in any way. I get to meet so many interesting people with such diverse backgrounds and learn about so many varied industries - it's really quite marvelous and I'm very fortunate to have a job that's not only challenging and stimulating, but also a lot of fun and different every day.
OK, back to being snarky.
So after the interview I took the opportunity to drop in on one of our favorite clients: the folks at APCO International. True, their headquarters are in Daytona Beach, but given all the lobbying they do on Capitol Hill, they also have an office in the DC area.
|This is in their office. So you know this post is legit. This is photographic proof, is what I'm trying to say.|
So instead of going straight back to the airport, I asked the cab driver to drop me off here, planning to catch the Metro back to Ronald Reagan. How did it work out. you ask? Well, let's just say that even with his GPS he managed to get us wildly lost and turned a short drive into such a fiasco that he ended up paying for most of the miles himself.
But I did get to the APCO office eventually. Had a great chat with the Executive Director then went out for a coffee with another friend who works in that office. Happily, no one was eaten by a crocodile (inside joke, don't let it bother you). That same friend, by the way, got me on the Metro so I managed to avoid a third taxi fiasco that day.
Then it was wheels-up for Orlando. God bless Delta's Medallion program - complimentary upgrade on the flight home. They serve Woodford Reserve.
|I love Scotch. Scotchy Scotch Scotch.|
Late night driving through the american south? You gotta stop at the waffle house.
|A meal like this is truly a 'once in a digestive cycle' experience.|
And that's all I have to say about Labor Day Campout 2010. Not that it wasn't a great time, but hey - some trips you blog about, for some you just unplug and enjoy. This was the latter.
Back in Orlando late Monday night, and Tuesday morning it was back to the airport, this time for the City of brotherly love. (That's Philadelphia, by the way. Maybe you knew that.)
Passing through the various terminals at the world-famous Hartsfield Jackson International Airport in Atlanta, you encounter a lot of sights, sounds and smells. Some good, some bad. For example: the smell of Cinnabon? GOOD. But the really good Cinnabon is in the Salt Lake City airport. Hartsfield Terminal B has this:
|The baking waffle cones smell so good it makes my vision blurry.|
Back in Orlando Wednesday night, unpack then re-pack again, and off to LA on Thursday morning. I watched George Clooney's Up In The Air on the flight out. I felt I could relate.
In LA the weather was gorgeous. On Friday morning we went over to the Walt Disney Studio Headquarters to shoot our interview with yet another prominent UCF alum, then took a quick tour of the facility.
Apparently there are some pretty talented artists working for this company. Artisans. Stone masons, even.
|What are those, trolls?|
And in the lobby of the Roy Disney building, the marketing department had some of its latest projects on display.
|The 2010 light cycles. Kind cool? YEAHKINDAFLIPPINCOOLYEAHITHINKSO!|
I had the rare opportunity of extending my stay through the weekend. I made a mad dash around the greater Los Angeles area and spent time (though never enough) with lots of friends whom I haven't seen in ages. Say what you like about visiting places, but it's people that make travel worthwhile.
On the way home last night, I looked out the window to see the absolutely stunning beauty that is the sunset sky from above the clouds. As busy and hectic as life can be, it's still important to take a moment and appreciate a sight like this. Deep breath...
|Lest we forget, powered flight is kind of a friggin' miracle.|
Tomorrow is Day 23 of 27, and I have an early flight to Tallahassee. Right now the series total stands at 18,270 miles.
Cheers, all. I'll be in touch.